“I can’t believe Kale Harrison asked you out! This is so exciting!” my best friend Quinn gushed as we ate lunch in the Great Hall. The Gryffindor table was incredibly crowded and we were surrounded by the other members of the quidditch team. I was a chaser and Quinn was the seeker.
“Shh!” I hissed, shooting her a look. “I haven’t even given him an answer yet – I don’t want everyone to know!”
“Know what?” my friend and fellow chaser Logan butted in.
“Kale Harrison asked Gabby out!” Quinn blurted out excitedly.
“Quinn!” I shouted and reached across the table to hit her arm. She shrugged apologetically – even though she totally wasn’t. What a slag.
Logan turned toward me with a serious expression. He pointed in my face and said warningly, “You are not allowed to go out with him, Gabby. I’m dead serious.”
“Who’s Gabby not allowed to go out with?” Mason, the keeper and Logan’s little brother, asked.
Evidently deciding to make this an announcement to the entire team, he turned toward the group, banged on the table to get their attention, and stated, “Harrison asked Gabby out. It must be stopped.”
I can only imagine how red my face must have been. It was so humiliating. I hadn’t even agreed to go out with the guy! Of course, the reason why I didn’t give him an answer had nothing to do with the fact that he was the Ravenclaw quidditch captain with a bad reputation. It did, however, have something to do with the fact that I had been hopelessly in love with Albus Potter since I met him in first year.
Unfortunately, Al had never seen anything but friendship in me. We were pretty good friends, too. Ever since we both made the team as chasers in third year we had been pretty close, but friendship was all it ever was. And now he knew that Kale had asked me out.
“Well, I think she should say yes,” Quinn announced to our friends.
“He’s the Ravenclaw captain!” one of the beaters, Adrian, protested loudly.
“He’s bloody fit, is what he is,” she disputed with a dreamy look on her face. “And she ought to march up to him right now and snog him because I am thoroughly expecting to live vicariously through this love affair.”
“Oi!” Logan shouted. “What am I? Your pet cat?”
Did I mention that Quinn and Logan were dating?
“Sorry dear, you know I love you,” Quinn replied without sounding very much concerned about her boyfriend’s feelings.
Quinn always said that she and Logan were at the point in their relationship where they didn’t need to tread carefully around each other, which really just meant that she felt she had the right to be a bit mean to him. She wasn’t actually mean to him, though. She really did love him, and anything she said to him that could be considered mean was definitely not meant to be taken seriously, although she did have a wicked temper on her and tended to get a bit violent because of said temper. But that usually passed quickly. Usually.
“You definitely can’t go out with him, Gabs,” the other beater, Corey, said.
“Definitely,” Logan reiterated.
“Go tell him you changed your mind,” Adrian suggested.
“I didn’t even give him an answer!” I shouted in exasperation.
Sometimes it really sucked to have so many people acting like older brothers in my life. Especially those who weren’t even older than me like Mason, Corey, and Adrian. Those gits needed to back off. I would not hesitate to sick an enraged Quinn on them if they really pissed me off. And an enraged Quinn could do a lot of damage.
“Oh, thank Merlin,” Logan said. “You can tell him no next time he tries to talk to you. Why does he want to go out with you anyway? That’s strange.”
“Seriously, Logan?” I asked, anger seeping through my voice. “Did you really just say that?”
Quinn kicked him underneath the table, resulting in a groan from him. “Yeah, Logan. Did you really just say that? Because I will end our relationship and then I will end you.” The glare she was giving him was beyond terrifying, which did not escape Logan’s notice, if the horrified look on his face was any indication.
I grinned conspiratorially at Quinn. There was something satisfying about her taking my side over her boyfriend’s. Even if her threat to break up with him and, you know, end his life was completely empty.
“I didn’t mean it like that!” he disputed. “I meant, you’re just not his usual type, you know?”
“What’s that supposed to mean?” I questioned, crossing my arms and staring him down. I like to think I was pretty intimidating when I tried to be. “Am I not good enough for him? Am I not pretty enough for him? Enlighten me. Please.”
“You’re plenty pretty!” Mason exclaimed. I awarded him a small smile. That was worth brownie points, for sure.
“He meant is as a good thing!” Corey insisted, coming to his friend’s defense. “Logan’s just confused because you’re, you know, too… innocent for him. Too nice.”
“I’m too nice?” I deadpanned, alternating between glaring at Logan and Corey.
“Well… not right now, judging by the look you’re giving me,” Corey muttered.
It hadn’t escaped my attention throughout this entire conversation that Al hadn’t said a single word. In fact, he hadn’t even looked up from his plate of food. He was probably judging me just like everyone on the team except Quinn was.
“You know what? Screw you guys,” I said and stood up, gathering all my books. Shooting them all one last death glare, I marched over to the Ravenclaw table with my head held high. When I got to my destination, I tapped on Kale’s shoulder and he turned around.
“Gabby,” he greeted in a I-knew-it-wouldn’t-be-long tone of voice. “What can I do for you?”
I cleared my throat. “I just wanted to inform you that I’ll go with you to Hogsmeade this weekend.”
He smiled an easy smile. “It’s a date, then. Let me walk you to class.”
And with that, he got up and grabbed my hand, leading me out of the Great Hall. I could practically feel all of my friends’ eyes burning a hole in the back of my head.
Later that night, I was sitting alone in the common room doing writing an essay when Al came in and took the spot next to me on the couch.
“Hi,” I greeted.
“You didn’t come to dinner,” he said and I realized it was the first thing he had said to me all day. Usually we talked a lot more often.
“Yeah, I wasn’t hungry,” I lied.
The truth was, I had been avoiding the team. Quinn was fine, since she supported my decision to go out with Kale, but everyone else had thrown an absolute hissy fit about it after I left lunch with him. Everyone, that is, except Al. Who had barely spoken all day.
“Liar,” Al said with a small smile.
I don’t know how he seemed to see completely through me with some things but be so oblivious to others. Like how I had been infatuated with him since first year. At least, I hope he was oblivious to that.
Oh god. What if he wasn’t? What if he knew that I loved him?
I shook those thoughts out of my head. Thinking those things wasn’t going to do my sanity any good whatsoever.
“Okay, so I’m avoiding Logan and everyone,” I admitted reluctantly.
He nodded understandingly. “C’mon,” he said standing up and holding his hand out. “Let’s go to the kitchens and get you some food.”
I grinned and took his hand, allowing him to help me stand up. His fingers squeezed mine briefly, as if he were debating whether or not to let go. To my dismay, he released my hand from his. Suddenly, I felt bad for agreeing to go out with Kale when I knew I didn’t like him like I liked Al.
Don’t get me wrong, Kale was great. In fact, he was pretty much the guy every girl wanted. Tall, broad-shouldered, and the proud owner of messy blonde hair and a pair of ice blue eyes that tended to garner a lot of attention. And he was a fun guy; he could make people laugh. But he was also a little… mean. A lot of his jokes were at the expense of others and he could be a bit arrogant.
So he wasn’t perfect. But he was pretty great. Wasn’t he?
I sighed as I followed Al through the halls of Hogwarts toward the kitchen. I say followed because although I had been to the kitchens a million times before, I had a pretty awful sense of direction and tended to get lost a lot. I tried to avoid walking anywhere alone, lest I find myself in some unknown corridor with no idea how to get back.
“Something wrong?” Al asked me after I sighed.
“No, just thinking,” I responded.
“Kale,” I replied without thinking, causing Al to frown.
I should have known better than to mention Kale in front of him. Al was the captain of the Gryffindor team, of course he wasn’t going to like the fact that I was going on a date with the Ravenclaw captain. He probably saw it as a betrayal, which made me feel guilty, but I repressed it. Al didn’t have any right to dictate the happenings of my life, even if I was head over heels for him.
“Well, here we are,” Al announced as we approached the portrait door to the kitchens. He reached up to tickle the pear and soon the door swung open to reveal the bustling kitchens full of house elves.
I was a muggleborn and the first time I had been taken to the kitchens in third year by Al, I had immediately fallen in love with the little creatures. Fortunately, they had fallen in love with me back. As soon as they noticed that Al and I were there, several rushed over and hugged our legs.
“Ms. Larson! Mr. Potter!”
“Hey guys!” I greeted while Al laughed.
“What can Mipsy do for you?” a girl elf, who happened to be one of my favorites, asked me.
“Get her the works, Mipsy,” Al cut in. “She skipped dinner.”
As the elves scurried off to get what would probably be a feast of food for me, Al and I sat down at a little table they had in there.
“I know you probably hate me for telling Kale that I’d go out with him, but it’s only one date! Nothing horrible is going to happen. And it would have been rude to say no. And he’s a nice guy, he really is… to me, at least. And it gets kind of annoying when you guys all act like you’re allowed to make my decisions for me – not that you do, per se. It’s usually the other guys, but you know what I mean, and I just get so frustrated because it feels like I’m being suffocated so maybe I was just a little bit annoyed with you guys when I perhaps irrationally decided to go out with him but it’s really no big deal and—“
He grinned. “You were rambling. And I don’t hate you, Gabby. I could never hate you. I’ll admit I don’t like that you’re going to go on a date with Harrison, but you’re right. We shouldn’t try to control your life.”
“Oh,” I managed to get out through my surprise. “Well. Thank you.”
Only, I wasn’t all that satisfied. Yes, I was happy that he admitted that they shouldn’t try to control my life. But my heart still belonged to Al and a part of me was hoping he would fight for me, instead of just sitting back and watching as I went out with his biggest rival.
I guess you can’t have everything.
Especially the love of one Albus Severus Potter.
a/n: well that's that. i mean, not really because there's obviously other chapters (how terrible of a story would this be if that were the end? i mean we haven't even gotten to all the juicy dramaz of gabby dating kale but loving al). anyhow, as the story summary said, this is written for cassius alcinder's mary sue challenge, which ends in like 4 days so i best get writing/posting huh? and i'd like to say that although it's for the mary sue challenge and is a pretty cliche story, i hope it's not too horrible (although it's pretty laughable). it's just kind of crack-y you know. also a big thanks to my dearest loves who let me ramble about story things and a special shout out to jane (tenthweasley, get at her) for doing tons of word races with me! man, this a/n got loooong.
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